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Puck 455

NEW VOTING INCENTIVE! RUN PUCK RUN!
Twenty years ago, some crazy foreign movie about a spitfire redhead and her super-stupid boyfriend came out. A few weeks later, the comic strip Puck began. Coincidence? I think not. Anyway, if you’ve seen Run Lola Run, go vote to see my weird homage. And if you haven’t, uhm … vote anyway?

This one is directly inspired by my experiences dealing with my daughter. Like Daphne, she’s not one for hair care, though as she’s gotten older, she’s refused to have her hair cut short. This means that going out in public requires a bout of parent-mandated hair care. The end result is usually a whole bunch of screaming.

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Reminds me of my fiance. She’s not a big one for hair care, and she ignores me when I tell her lather, rinse, repeat, condition, use an alcohol free product, preferably a leave in conditioner. Male pattern baldness runs in my family, and I’ve only recently had my hair start thinning. I’m in my 40s, so, yeah, I know what I’m talking about.

If (when) I start going bald, I am definitely going the shaved or very, very closely buzzed look. I always see guys walking around that are going bald but they try to counteract that by growing what hair they do have longer, and I’m always thinking, “Dude, accept it! It’ll look WAY better.”

I think those washrooms are cared for with the full knowledge that your only alternative is pooping in the woods. They know that they don’t have to reach a high bar to top the woods-pooping experience, really.

I’ve learned that with long hair, most tangles can be mitigated through brushing from the bottom up to the top. Now before I get jumped on. Grab two hands of hair, it’s a measure of distance starting from the bottom. Brush in the normal direction brusquely to reduce tangles. Advance two hands and slowly increase that distance of regular brushing. When one hand is holding the ponytail flush to the skull and there are no tangles there, then lightly run the brush from front to back to detect any tangles. If so, replace brush with fingers until brush can once again be used completely from top to bottom with minimal pain and effort.

I agree. I have hair that is wavy-curly (curls at the ends, waves in everything else), therefore, I have to put leave-in conditioner in after my showers so my hair isn’t a frizzed nest, and I have to comb my wet hair out first. I definitely comb starting at the ends and work my way up, in sections, until I can run a nylon paddle brush through the wet hair with no catching on knots. I also sleep with my hair wrapped in a satin hair cap or wearing an old t-shirt around my head (literally, put the shirt over head as normal, then pull up over face until the neckline is around my hairline). Keeps my hair smooth, in good condition, and few tangles in the morning.

Hey man, it happens to (from what I’ve seen) almost all guys. My totally unscientific observation tells me that only about one in six guys escapes the scourge of baldness. Except in Hollywood, where magically, almost no leading men types EVER go bald. Weird how their world operates very differently from mine.

Well, there’s evolutionary precedent for that. Baldness is an actively evolved trait that scientists have observed most often goes hand in hand with full beard growth. And the net result is a dude with no hair and full facial hair, which we can all objectively say is 300% more intimidating than a dude with luscious hair and a baby smooth face. The evolutionary angle, apparently, is to do with the look’s emphasis on the mouth and jaw, making the visual more aggressive. So it’s kind of nature’s insurance policy back when males needed to duke it out for supremacy. If you got older, you might have been a little slower and creakier, but you LOOKED more intimidating.

It certainly seems to be a perspective upheld in Hollywood. Leading men never lose their hair, but action stars (Bruce Willis, The Rock, Jason Statham, etc.) are allowed to go bald as much as they want.

The end result for me is this: if (when) I go bald, I will have only one option: grow my beard out even more and get jacked.

I must have the short end of the evolutionary stick, because I’ve got the thinning head, but unfortunately, I’ve got patches on the cheeks where the beard would connect to the sideburns from the chin. 🙁

I love how little Miranda is playing with Puck’s hair in the first panel, then stops and starts exchanging horrified glances with Puck as she hears her big sister’s response to having her hair… manipulated. 😀

I threatened my Niece with shaving her head if she didn’t start actively brushing her hair for at least 5-10 minutes once a day. Cruel, but it works. She’s 15 now and, while not quite tamed, at least she doesn’t have bird’s nests (or worse) in that mop of hers.

Some girls need that sort of steering. And though Puck is good at threats, I personally think she never probably took enough of an active interest in Daphne to bother threatening her into taking care of personal hygiene.

The weather was perfect – light cloud cover and warm but not hot. That’s saying something, as most of this summer has been unbearably hot around here, with humidex temps in the +100 F range almost every single day. So it was a glorious day to go to the amusement park. Unfortunately, everyone else thought so too, and the park was PACKED.

Still, we had fun. My son saw a ‘Five Nights At Freddy’s’ stuffy at one of the prize places where you had to toss three balls into a peach basket. Two in meant a win. It was five bucks a go. I have never felt more pressure than that. But after three rounds, I actually won. It’s the first time I’ve ever taken on one of those rigged carnival challenges, and I’m proud of my win. There was a a bit of a crowd watching and they cheered. My son got his stuffy. In honesty, I would have rather just bought the damn thing, but they don’t ever put the prizes on sale in the shops. They’re too smart for that.